I wish all book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Read less books and spend more time with your family admiring the moon! Of course, you still have to read my books, haha...
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Chapter 72
The eleven Vietnamese soldiers who were confused and marched with our troops were quickly eliminated.
What I did was just say a few words: "Hey, we don't have enough manpower, let's bring up two more...", "Forget it, all of you can come up!"...
So the eleven Yue Japanese people came up in batches and were easily assassinated by us.
However, it was not all smooth sailing. This happened in the third batch... That time I called three Yue Japs to come up. Unexpectedly, one of the Yue Japs was too aggressive. I thought he started to hesitate.
Then I wanted to come up and see if I could help in any way... so I followed behind about a dozen steps away...
Because it was dark and the team was almost crowded, no one noticed him. As a result, everyone started fighting in front of him... By the time we found out, the guy was already so frightened that he was about to shout loudly, but unexpectedly
The neck was broken with a "crack" sound.
It was cut off very cleanly, and the whole head was attached to the body like a layer of sticky skin, and then the whole body fell limply to the ground...
When I looked again, it was Li Zuolong...that strike was so accurate and ruthless!
By the way, I also tried to break the enemy's neck, but it was too disgusting... Although there was no blood or wounds in this method, the "squeaking" sound from the neck made people's neck ache.
numb.
Secondly, this twisting of the neck seems simple, but in fact it is very knowledgeable, because the neck is connected to blood vessels, throats, muscles and cervical vertebrae... So even though it is soft and soft, it is actually very tough. If you don't believe it, try it.
Try breaking a chicken's neck and see how easy it is? It depends on the strength, direction and position of both hands.
From this point of view, it seems that only Li Zuolong who has practiced his skills is suitable for this job.
"Platoon leader!" At this time, Chen Yi leaned up and whispered: "Pingmeng Village is just ahead!"
"Hmm!" I frowned. I was about to issue an order for the soldiers to prepare for battle, but then I thought about it... This doesn't seem right. We are pretending to be Japanese soldiers. How can we enter the village of "ours" in a fighting posture?
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So he gave the order in a low voice: "Pass the order on, don't speak without an order, don't shoot!"
"Yes!" The soldiers passed on the order one after another.
"I wonder what time it is now?" I frowned.
It's embarrassing to say that, as a temporary commander, I don't even have anything to tell the time...
"Here!" Scar casually handed over a watch. I shined it with the weak light of the flashlight... Hey, it's still a Shanghai brand. This thing is a valuable thing in this era. I can't tell that Scar is still a rich man.
ah!
I remember that the old man also had a watch like this, but it was badly damaged. It was said that it was a relic of the old man’s comrade-in-arms. It was damaged like that because it was damaged by the bombing, and there was still some dried blood in it... The old man took it
Treat it like a treasure, even if you can't see it without your eyes, you still have to take it out and touch it several times every morning and evening.
"This thing was given to me by my old man!" Seeing me staring at the watch in a daze, Dao Scar explained from the side: "This is the only thing left after my wedding, and it belongs to you!"
"This...how is this so embarrassing..."
"Don't worry, mother-in-law!" Scar didn't allow me to delay, and said firmly: "It's of no use to me. You need it more than me. I'm doing this to win the battle!"
So I was speechless, put on my watch and looked at the time... It was already one o'clock in the morning.
The reason why I wanted to check the time at this time was because I felt that Vietnamese people should hide in bed and sleep in this late night, so I felt a little relieved, thinking that passing by Binh Muang Village would not be a big deal.
Problem.
Sure enough, after turning two turns along the mountain road, the silent Pingmeng Village without any lights appeared in front of us, which confirmed my idea...
But before I could take a few steps, a call in Vietnamese came from the darkness: "Who is it? Password!"
His grandma's bear... I couldn't help but get furious when I heard this. How could I know the password of this guerrilla group? I had been struggling for half my life before, but I didn't expect that in the end, all my efforts were in vain! I just yelled the password for this useless guerrilla and they were reimbursed.
Already...
I was about to order the fight to start, but then I thought... No! Could it be that the communication between the Japanese and Japanese was so advanced? Can the 316A Division also know the password of Xiaopingmeng Village? I'm afraid that the 316A Division has not done any guerrilla warfare at all.
Take the team seriously!
Thinking of this, I opened my mouth and cursed in the dark: "What the hell dare you ask me for the password? Don't you know we are from the 316A Division? Are you trying to kill me?!"
My choice was obviously the right one, because soon an excited cry came from the darkness: "It turns out to be comrades from the 316A Division, but we've been waiting for you!"
Then two children holding AK47s jumped out from the grass on the side of the road... I was right, they were really children. Judging by their height and physique, they were only thirteen or fourteen years old at most, almost like junior high school students.
But looking at the murderous look and maturity on their faces, and the skillful movements of holding the AK47, you can't associate them with thirteen or fourteen-year-old children...
"Report to Comrade Second Lieutenant!" One of the relatively older ones saw my rank at a glance. After saluting me with a standard military salute, he said: "We, the Pingmeng guerrillas, heard that you were coming nearby.
I am always ready to cooperate with you to deliver a fatal blow to the Chinese army. Please give me the order, Comrade Second Lieutenant!"
"Hmm!" I looked at the child in front of me with some suspicion and asked casually: "How many of you are there?"
The child didn't answer. He just pulled out a signal flag from his waist and waved it behind him a few times...and then there were several light signals from the signal flags in the dark that waved a few times as a response. Not long after that...it was completely silent.
Many black shadows suddenly appeared in Pingmeng Village. Some came out of the grass, some came out of the ditch, and some came out of the fields...
These black figures gathered from all directions, and soon they stood in front of us. There were at least fifty or sixty of them. They were all carrying guns, mostly AK47s, and I also saw two rocket launchers among them...
…It’s just that some of these people are children, some are women, and some are old men…
Seeing this formation, I couldn't help but be secretly surprised: I originally thought that the opponent was just a guerrilla force in a village. It would not be too easy for our platoon of regular troops to rush over! Now it looks like... Fortunately, we were not reckless just now.
, these guys didn't even need to sleep at night and stayed in ambush all night long.
In fact, what I don’t know is that as soon as the 316A Division started fighting on our 239 Highland... and the sound of artillery continued all day long, could these villagers still sleep?
"Comrade, you have worked hard!"
"Comrade, come to our village and rest!"
…
These villagers greeted us with greetings as soon as we came up, especially the women... Yes, they were indeed women. Each one of them seemed to have never seen a man before, and they rubbed and pulled each other, wishing they could pull a man.
Go to your own home.
Of course, there were a few women who wanted to pull me up, but Chen Yiyi stood in front of them and blocked their way... The regret in my heart was, as the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss, and now I realized this deeply.
The soldiers all had fire in their eyes. I believe that if they had the conditions, they would definitely go to the village with those Vietnamese women to have a good time. Don't say that the People's Liberation Army is not promiscuous. The People's Liberation Army is also a human being, and it is still casual on the battlefield.
People who will lose their lives when they lose will lose their lives. The idea of carpe diem is especially effective for soldiers on the battlefield... It's a pity that they are not real Vietnamese soldiers, and they can't speak Vietnamese, so they can only stand still and pretend to be brave.
Strictly observing discipline.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse in my heart. Being a soldier in Vietnam is such a blessing! But when I thought about it, I felt something was wrong. If it weren't for the fact that too many Vietnamese men died in the war for many years, would this Vietnamese woman be like this?
So I think it’s better to be a soldier of China!
"Comrade Second Lieutenant!" At this time, an old man in the leader put the AK47 on his shoulder, stretched out his hand and said to me: "My name is Wu Weiying, I am the head of Pingmeng Village and the captain of the Pingmeng guerrillas. Thank you for your hard work.
, come to our village to drink some rice wine and take a rest!”
"No, comrade!" I pretended to be touched and shook his hand back, and replied righteously: "I appreciate your kindness, but we have a mission, so we won't disturb you comrades. You are all good.
Comrades, never forget to fight against the enemy, and when we drive away the Chinese army... we will have a drink with you again!"
"Okay!" The old man was so moved by what I said. He said with tears in his eyes: "Good comrade! It's settled. After defeating the enemy, you must come to our village for a drink!"
I nodded solemnly, shook the old man's hand firmly, then cast my gaze into the distant void, and said meaningfully: "Comrades! As long as we are united and united, no matter how strong the enemy is, he is still a paper tiger..."
...The darkness will always pass, and the light will always come! Let us wait for that day together..."
"Puch..." Chen Yiyi, who was not far away, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Fortunately, there was so much noise around her that not many people noticed. After Chen Yiyi glared at me, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to sneeze to cover it up.
"Comrade!" Finally the old man said with emotion: "If we are not allowed to fulfill our duty as landlords, then let us give you a ride!"
I thought that this was better than being interrogated all the way, so I didn't object.
Ever since... we were all like bridegrooms, surrounded by these guerrillas and passed through the village. Along the way, there were many Vietnamese people who heard the news and came with the only eggs, peanuts, dried sweet potatoes and other dried fruits at home.
Stuffing it into our bags... So by the time we walked out of the village and waved affectionately goodbye to the guerrillas, our bags were already filled with messy food.
"Damn it...what the hell is this?" The scholar only said this.
"Aren't you satisfied?" Scar asked back: "Do you want to kill us all the way with a submachine gun?"
When Scar said this, no one had a voice.
Chen Yiyi asked me a little strangely: "Why did you say that?"
"Which one?" I pretended to be confused.
"That's it... what about uniting as one and uniting as one... Why do you speak so easily? You are more powerful than the Japanese political commissar! You can say more than our instructors..."
I could only smile bitterly: The old man has been saying these words in my ears every day since I was sensible. Can I not do it?